Chapter 1477 Black Snow Like a Waterfall

There is a famous person named Fei from Ge family who fell frozen in the wind and snow.

The body fell rapidly, but disappeared before it hit the sea.

Huhu...

The wind became more violent.

The snow is also heavier.

The snowflakes are like cattail fans.

There is a strange terror floating in the sky.

Especially the color of the snow.

It was white at the beginning, but it seemed to be shining in this gloomy doomsday. Now it is gray with brown, and the color is getting darker and darker, gradually turning into pitch black, as if it was contaminated with too much dirt during the fall.

The cold wave is rolling and makes people shrink.

How can there be an innocent world? How can there be a paradise without filth?

The shadows in the world are behind the sun. Every day after dawn, it becomes dark.

I wish I could use my gun and fly through the heavy black snow.

Every snowflake that fell towards him was crushed by the silent gunfire.

Kuishan's rock-like figure was almost next to him. There was only a fist distance between his arms. If he wasn't careful, he would bump into——

Of course, they all pay attention.

The two pieces of jade, Ai Ying and Hua Sha, silently emit glimmers of light, creating a corner of stability in the crumbling order.

Zhu Wei, I don’t want to be squeezed together with such a big group of muscles. It feels like being crushed by a huge boulder in the corner of the cage, which is very uncomfortable.

The frighteningly majestic Kuishan also needed some space to stretch out. His thick eyebrows were knitted tightly, and he was also unwilling to crowd with Zhu Weiwo.

But there is no way.

At this moment of heavenly collapse, the energy of heaven and earth had completely collapsed. Without the protection of the Nine Chapters Jade Bi, it would be difficult for them to reach the central mountain - Kuishan. With Wu Fu's terrifying physique, they might be able to do it, but the consumption would be too much. Obviously It also does not meet the final competition considerations.

I want to know what kind of existence they can finally meet at the central mountain.

At the beginning, they walked on separate sides, each in his own style, rumbling and rushing along the way. Later, as the natural disasters intensified, they got closer and closer.

It's not that two pieces of jade are not enough to open up a larger area.

It's just that they now take turns to clear the way, one person fights against natural disasters, and the other recovers his condition to stay at the top. In order to reduce the scope of the confrontation and save energy, of course we have to get as close as possible...

The distance of a fist is already the limit, no one can stand it any closer.

"Based on the list given by your Majesty, who do you think will make it to the Central Mountain last?" Kuishan asked without saying anything, as if he was afraid of not showing his embarrassment.

Although the list of Chu Di's prodigies participating in the Mountain and Sea Realm and the information about the assistants they invited were not secret information, it was not an easy task for the Unredeemed City in the Western Territory to grasp clearly.

Kuishan and Zhu Weiwei knew all the people well before they came. Buhu City, a sinful city located in the cracks between Zhuang, Yongluo and the Three Kingdoms, is obviously more complicated and complicated than it appears. Some strength.

"That newly built building in the city has been identified by Sanfenxiang Building as their headquarters in the Western Region?" Zhu Weiwo answered the question incorrectly.

"Of course." Kuishan said with a strange expression, "Are you interested?"

Zhu Weiwo glanced at him: "I don't know if others can get to the Central Mountain. You and I..."

He suddenly stopped and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid we may not be able to arrive!"

Zhu Weiwo's sudden stop seemed to shake the entire dynamic picture.

Flying like an arrow off the string, determined like a proud pine tree.

Even if it stops in the scroll, it is still the most eye-catching stroke.

Not to mention he's still exercising.

The Xinjin Spear spun lightly in the air and was lifted up. The tip of the spear seemed to have cut through the space, bringing out a glimmer of cold light.

Just at this moment——

Boom boom boom!

Above the sky, the black snow is no longer falling, but rushing.

It was like there was a huge black snow mountain on the high dome, which completely collapsed in the drastic changes of heaven and earth. An avalanche occurred, and then it roared and collapsed.

Looking down below, there are huge waves rising from the sea.

And right in front, a black tide of countless resentful dead souls rushed in from nowhere... as if filling the gap between the sky and the sea!

Kuishan didn't care about chatting anymore, he just clenched his fist and his knuckles exploded layer by layer. One push and another sound.

The veins on the muscles are like the bulges of an angry dragon.

The bloody wolf smoke rushed out of Tianling and crashed directly into the black snow waterfall, burning a huge gap and making the black snow look like black rain.

And Kuishan shook his fist.

His movements were extremely concise and crisp.

Just make a fist and punch.

But just like a craftsman hammering an iron tool thousands of times, the final hammer sets the shape of the blade.

Just like the countless drops of water from the eaves, the last time, people saw the dents on the stone.

The easiest thing in the world is to throw a punch.

But all the most difficult and complex training is also in this punch.

He punched out.

Within the area shrouded in the dim light of the Nine Chapters Jade Bi, the storm remained unmoved.

And the oncoming "black tide". It was as if it was pushed by an invisible wall of air and was pushed back more than twenty feet!

Boom! It's when the tide goes out!

For a moment, the resentment collapsed and the soul was shattered.

But this seems to have angered the "Black Tide" even more.

Countless chaotic and violent thoughts seemed to be unified under the control of a certain will.

boom!

The tide goes out and comes back again.

They surged back, invaded the sky and covered the sea, directly annihilating the fist power!

Kuishan flew back.

He even knocked out the wind as he retreated.

"The wind is so tight!"

The martial artist, whose spine was opened twenty times, struck with all his strength, but he did not see the possibility of defeating this black tide.

And the huge gap burned by the bloody smoke was just a small dent in the sky-leaning black snowfall, which was filled up in an instant.

In this mountain and sea environment, one incident after another seems to be to tell people the insignificance of practitioners.

An earthworm can shake a tree, how can human power be able to do so?

Such is the power of destroying the world.

For a moment, the sky was covered with black snow, and a black tide surged forward. The roaring waves below were, at some point, saturated with dark color!

The dark color has been dyed four times.

Heaven and earth are in harmony.

In this superposition of gloom and gloom, in this confusion of gloom and gloom, a bit of cold light exploded!

It is brilliant, lonely, and sharp.

It seems that it has been silent here since the beginning of the world.

It seems that it has remained unchanged from eternity to now.

That is the direction that the desperate see, that is the echo that the lonely feel.

It's a lonely star in the endless night.

It shines there, it shines in the sense of sight. At the same time, it also focuses on the turbulence of this collapsing world.

The raging "black tide" almost exploded in an instant.

There was a painful groan.

The black tide is rising!

There is indeed a higher will in this black tide, and it is undoubtedly angry.

More majestic resentment, more ferocious ghosts... as if there is endless dark side power!

Zhu Weiwo turned around, dragged the spear backwards, and walked away without any hesitation.

If Kuishan Mountain is like a huge boulder rolling down from the top of the mountain, it will roll faster and faster with great momentum.

Zhu Weiwo is like a bolt of lightning, sweeping across the sky.

In the desperate rush, there was also the sound of rapid conversations.

"Can you please stop always saying that Feng is tight and pulling Hu? Those who don't know better would think you are a bandit!"

"...I am."

…

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Central Mountain.

Broken limbs and broken arms, blood flying everywhere.

As the last head covered with oil paint rolled down, Dou Zhao, who was holding a knife with one arm, turned around.

The red military uniform he was wearing was no longer the color of blood or clothing.

Chu Yuzhi, who was facing him, was leaning on the ground with his long knife, barely supporting himself, panting.

"No, Chu Yuzhi." Douzhao walked in the bloody winding road in front of the mountain, and gently shook the Tianxiao knife. There was no blood on it: "Just this way of using military formations, can you also see it?" Is it a passing thought? If Wu Ling or Xiang Bei were to control this Maoist army, it would never be like this. "

There are many objective reasons for the use of Maoist troops.

For example, although Mao Minguo was persuaded by Xiao Shu's sharp tongue and was willing to send troops to join the war, he would never surrender his military power to outsiders.

For example, only Xiao Shu understands the language of the Mao people and can communicate with them, but Xiao Shu himself is a disciple of Zongheng and is not familiar with military formations...

But Chu Yuzhi said nothing.

All problems are problems, and all problems can be solved, but he and Xiao Shu failed to do their best. This is the biggest fact.

He made no secret of his weakness.

He was just panting like this, accumulating his last strength——

Although it may not have any effect.

Xiao Shu is dead, and the Mao Min army has been slaughtered. The only thing left of him, his eyes were still staring at Dou Zhao's neck.

He still has the goal of killing Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao suddenly made up his mind, wiped the blood that suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said, "Dan Guo Xiao Shu, I remember it."

Xiao Shu should certainly be remembered. He is a very good character.

Chu Yuzhi thought so. But still nothing was said.

His breathing slowly calmed down, feeling the power slowly flowing back from his limbs and bones, feeling a new life after exhausting everything.

He only has one chance.

Now in his hand.

Seeing Chu Yuzhi like this, Dou Zhao carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly lowered his one-arm holding the knife, and said, "You surprise me many times."

He asked directly: "Are you willing to join my Dou family? I can still teach you that form of heavenly punishment."

Chu Yuzhi looked at Dou Zhao and said nothing.

Gather your strength with the sword, and use the sword to see your will.

With a mediocre background, he started out as a soldier. If he really wanted to join any aristocratic family, he already had a future, so why wait until today?

Both the Qu family and the Zuo family can be good choices.

But taking Guo as his surname is his ambition.

"Understood." Douzhao nodded, then stepped on the ground with his combat boots, and when he bounced back, the sword was close.

brush!

In an instant, the sword's light shone all over the world.

The blazing white light, like thunder and lightning, shines once and then dissipates.

There was only one sound of the knife, and then it didn't sound again.

A drop of blood dripped along the edge of the Tianxiao knife.

But Chu Yuzhi disappeared here, even with his sword.

In front of the central mountain, only one person is independent from now on.

The mountain breeze cannot blow the military uniform.

He Douzhao has a clear goal and is invincible since he entered the mountain and sea realm.

I was tired of looking for Zhu, but couldn't find it, so I turned around and swept away my competitors.

Discovering the trap, he deliberately stepped into it, fighting one against three, killing Qu Shunhua, and seriously injuring Yue Tiannu and Zuo Guangshu. With a wounded body. Jiang Wang was killed until he was wounded and left.

After being injured one after another, he faced Zhong Liyan and Fan Wushu alone, defeating him by two levels at the cost of his left arm.

Xiao Shu and Chu Yuzhi took advantage of the situation and attracted a thousand and two Mao people soldiers. He fought them with one arm and killed them.

Holding the Nine Chapters Jade Bi into the Mountain and Sea Realm, the Chu people held seven pieces, and he held Xisong, Shejiang, Si Meiren, and Xi Past Days alone.

He had already occupied the biggest opportunity in the Central Mountain.

But it was not enough.

Since Zhu Yan was lost, he only wanted the second way.

If there were seven pieces of the Nine Chapters Jade Bi, he should get seven pieces, and if there were eight pieces, he should get eight pieces.

Only in this way can he live up to his name of Dou Zhao and be worthy of Tianxiao's sword.

At this time, he was standing at the entrance to the mountain, and next to him was the square stone tablet.

This tablet is nearly seven feet high and has no extra carvings. The traces on it are mottled, which are the years that have passed.

The words "Central Mountain" are engraved on the front.

The word "Tao" has its own rhyme, and the breath is magnificent and upright.

The back of the stone tablet is different.

At the top are two lines of words, saying——

"Gods have their gods, ghosts have their ghosts."

"Sing with nine chapters, and the jade will be true."

Below the two lines of words, there is a row of grooves, going down one by one.

There are nine in total, and each groove fits the size of the nine-chapter jade bi.

And next to each groove, there are small characters engraved.

From top to bottom, they are: "Xi Song", "She Jiang", "Ai Ying", "Chou Si", "Huai Sha", "Si Mei Ren", "Xi Wang Ri", "Ju Song", "Bei Hui Feng".

I think anyone can hold one of the jade bi here for verification, and then get the right to enter the Central Mountain.

This is Dou Zhao's first time to the Central Mountain, and he doesn't know what will happen after entering the mountain. He doesn't want to try it in advance.

He stood quietly beside the stone tablet, his red clothes shining on the mountain road, looking at the wind and snow in the distance.

Waiting for the opponent who may come.

I don't know who that person is, and I don't know how strong he is...

But he and his sword are looking forward to it.

The change seems to happen suddenly.

When he raised his eyes, he saw black snow falling like a waterfall from the horizon.

And looking at the present again——

All kinds of evil faces, threatening with their fangs and claws. The rolling black tide has filled the field of vision, as if it has surrounded the entire central mountain.

This is obviously a change beyond Dou Zhao's expectations.

It's not that he didn't notice the unusualness of this world, but he didn't want to pay attention to it. He just wanted to hone his sword skills, walk his own way, and see his own scenery.

But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. Some things can't be avoided after all.

Dou Zhao raised his eyebrows lightly, and the majestic sword power was already bursting. A crack in the sky opened in the "black tide",

swallowing up many grievances and stirring up the black tide.

But like a small whirlpool in the lake and sea, the ripples were smoothed out in an instant.

How wide is this black tide where many evil thoughts of resentful ghosts gather? Is there really endless power?

Dou Zhao tightened his hand holding the knife.

A narrow crack in the sky opened vertically in the black tide——

It was submerged again in an instant, and there was still no end in sight.

This is a power like a mountain and a sea.

Even he, Dou Zhao, seemed insignificant in comparison.

At such a moment...

Lying at his feet were the bodies of the Maomin people. Behind him, the unknown of the Central Mountain was vaguely visible.

The black snow in the sky was like a waterfall, and the black tide was surging in front of him.

He stood alone in front of this winding mountain road, as if he was the only one in the world.

Maybe no one would come again... he thought.